Jennie Phipps

So sorry Susan, for the loss of your mom. We know how close you were. We send our condolences to the whole family.

Ken Ken and I were saddened to hear of the loss of your dear wife Jennie. Fond memories of good times spent together will help you through this difficult time. Our thoughts are with you Warmest regards Lynda & Ken

Dear Ken, I am sorry to read in the Brantford Expositor, that your beautiful, talented wife has passed. This will be a difficult time for you. As we face the 90's, it seems we lose many of our old friends and family. Best Wishes to you and your family in the future.

My Mom said goodbye to me more times than I can remember. She said goodbye on my first day of school. She said goodbye as I rode my bicycle out of view for the first time. She said goodbye as I jumped from the car when she delivered me to a little league baseball game. She said goodbye as I left hurriedly for my first date. She said goodbye as I hurried to get to my first part-time job. She said goodbye when I slipped out to attend my first teen house party. She said goodbye every time I left to go to Nova Scotia for the summer. She said goodbye when I left home to move into my first apartment. She said goodbye when I left the province for freshman year university. She said goodbye when I left London for the east coast. She said goodbye when the wedding was over, and she had to drive back home. She said goodbye as she handed my twin baby boys back to me and went home herself. She goodbye with every visit over the years and distance. She confessed many years later that each goodbye was followed by a tear and that, when I was a teenager, she never slept until I made it home safely. Recently, she said “Goodbye. I expect this will be the last you may see me again.” So, it’s my turn now to say goodbye. Goodbye Mom. Love you. Miss you. See you on the other side.

Mrs. Phipps was like a second mother to me for many years. There was always a warm welcome and a seat at the dinner table for me during my preteen and early teen years when Cheri and I had weekly sleepovers at each other’s houses. Mrs. Phipps continued to extend her warm hospitality to me each time I came to visit as an adult. I was thinking about what to write about Mrs. Phipps, and I realized that one of the most wonderful things about her was how she gave Cheri and me supervised independence. She believed in our abilities to make good choices, and never hovered over us. Her sense of trust in us and her ability to let us grow up had a big impact on me as I raised my own children. I will miss her. I pray that God’s comfort surrounds Mr. Phipps and the whole family. ❤️

I read this with great sadness quelled by a flood of warm memories of this amazing lady. I was so young and formative when I met and was embraced by the Phipps family. Mrs. Phipps provided me with guidance, love, and warmth that was so important in my early years. She always made me feel like family. I will never forget the wonderful Sunday dinners and 60 minutes, I really looked forward to those Sunday nights where I understood the feeling of family. A beautiful woman inside and out who will never be forgotten. Respectfully, Victoria

So sorry to hear of your great loss. We wish you peace in the memories you share of your mother, grandmother, friend.

My Mom was a very talented lady. She was an excellent seamstress and made many of her own clothes, as well as clothes for her kids. They didn't look like "homemade" clothes; they looked like professionally made clothing and we often got compliments on them. She taught me how to sew, although I never got to her level. She was also a gourmet cook. She enjoyed cooking and my Dad worked for Club House Foods, so we grew up eating sophisticated meals that were well seasoned and flavourful. A friend of mine once said, "Your family never has plain food!" She loved to play golf and bridge. She drew and painted and she was quite good. She had an artistic eye and it extended to home decor and fashion. She also had a rebellious streak. When hot pants first became fashionable in the '70's and my school banned them, Mom bought me a hot pants outfit and made me wear it to school. Her point was that no one has the right to tell us what we can and cannot wear. Two of the things that Mom (and Dad) taught me that I appreciate to this day are social etiquette and manners. I will always be grateful to Mom for all that she taught me. I will miss talking to her about The Curse of Oak Island and reminding her who the judges are on The Voice each season. Going for a pedicure just won't be the same without Mom. I'm happy that Mom is now at peace. She has earned the rest. I'll see you in Heaven, Mom.

What can you say about your mom? Not only did she bring you into this life but guided you through those formative years making you the person you are today. She was an accomplished woman with a keen interest is such a varied range of topics. She could tell you how the U.S. electoral college worked (before it became a hot topic), or whether a defensive shift was needed watching a Blue Jays game. She once pulled a non-responsive child from a pond and resuscitated him and was awarded a citizenship plaque by the City. At nearly 92, she didn't leave much on the table. Thank heavens for mothers like my mom. Miss you already!